Old Balloons Admiral Fallow
Throw them down your throat.
[C]Many rivers to cross.
[C]Laugh under granite-grey skies,
As if i[G]t's their loss.[F] [C]
[C]Slip on your floor; [C]bound aftermath.
[C]That which has stolen your years.
Son, don't become [G]one more shadow.[F]
Don't drop your [C]anchor here.
[C]Broken down liver and withered frame.
[C]Lungs wrinkled like old balloons.
[C]Dampen your spirits by sunrise
And swear [G]at the moon.
[C]'Cause sometimes [F]it's like trying to breathe through a [Em]pillow,
[G]Trying to dance on the [F]tightrope in the pouring [C]rain.
[C]Sometimes it's like, [F]like you're treading on [Em]egg-shells,
[G]Trying to floss up your [F]top-set with a rusty [C]chain.
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
[F]It's all bec[G]ause of [C]you
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[C]Sometimes it's like [F]trying to breathe through a [Em]pillow,
[G]Trying to dance on the [F]tightrope in the pouring [C]rain.
[C]Sometimes it's like, like [F]you're treading on [Em]egg-shells,
[G]Trying to floss up your [F]top-set with a rusty [C]chain.
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